A Gentle First Roll

A tiny shiver ran right through me! My round eyes blinked awake, and with a soft, cheerful wiggle, one of my round parts rolled forward just an inch across the dimpled paper napkin. It made a crisp, crinkling rustle against the paper towel beneath us. A pleasant, quiet night breeze was humming just above the window ledge, and finding my smile curved so perfectly in place felt simply wonderful.